“I am trying to find my way as a writer”. This was how she started her journal. It was all crazy these days. Although, that the technology made it reachable, it needed new way of thinking of things around her. She was a middle aged woman. That was, all that technology was a Foreign language to her. She made some success, but they were so slow. Then, as an old habit of writing in her journal, she wrote the last sentence for the day: please wish me luck.

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